DR. BOLI’S ALLEGORICAL BESTIARY.

No. 29. The Mosquito.

The Mosquito is one of the wonders of creation, and a resounding and unanswerable proof that Nature makes nothing without a purpose.

There are a number of deadly diseases and plagues that would be unable to survive and spread without the aid of the mosquito. Microorganisms by the trillions would perish, and whole species would become extinct.

Nor are microorganisms the only beings that profit from the existence of mosquitoes. On a summer evening, when the sun has gone down in fiery splendor, and billowy clouds are painted salmon and peach all across the sky, and the heady scents of evening blossoms hover in the cooling air, human beings might enter a state of complacent contentment and universal benevolence, were it not for the mosquitoes who irritate them and stir them up to real accomplishments, such as wars and massacres.

Mosquitoes are elegantly constructed creatures, nearly invisible in flight, and having a natural teleportative ability. You can slap at a mosquito, but the mosquito will not be there when the blow lands. The few mosquitoes that do allow themselves to be slapped have usually gorged themselves into suicidal depression.

Allegorically, the mosquito is the patron insect of car alarms, stuck kitchen drawers, construction zones, public-address systems, and other irritants that give civilization its character.

Comments

  1. RepubAnon says:

    And here I thought Mosquitos were two-engine bombers flown by the British in World War 2…

  2. Mairnealach says:

    “I have been warned not even to raise the question of animal immortality, lest I find myself ‘in company with all the old maids’. I have no objection to the company. I do not think either virginity or old age contemptible, and some of the shrewdest minds I have met inhabited the bodies of old maids. Nor am I greatly moved by jocular enquiries such as ‘Where will you put all the mosquitoes?’ — a question to be answered on its own level by pointing out that, if the worst came to the worst, a heaven for mosquitoes and a hell for men could very conveniently be combined.”
    ― C.S. Lewis

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